I just went through a most wonderful process, though it certainly didn't feel wonderful as I was going through it ...
I sat at my computer talking to my friend, and all of a sudden got a sickly, nasty feeling in the pit of my stomach. I had this feeling quite a bit lately, it would cause me to collapse, then I would work through it, come back to myself only to collapse again a moment later and come back to myself again...
I felt I was doing much better today, hoped the trauma was worked through, healed and over with, so when it showed up again I panicked. I could not deal with it by myself, I thought, I couldn't reach Brooks, I was scared, confused, lost ... and then I realized that there is nothing else I can do but to deal with it myself.